Chapter 1312

Zhu Liangchen sat in the office, staring at the computer screen. Countless ideas intertwined in his mind, but finally became a blank.

The big movement in the opposite ward set him on fire.

But there is no way. There is no way at all.

He was just regretting that all this should have belonged to him, not Zhou Chunyong!

Early in the morning, boss Kong called and told himself that Zhou Chunyong came to pick up boss Zheng in person.

Boss Kong seriously described Zhou Chunyong's state.

Standing at the door of the ward, let alone the doctor's office, he didn't even enter the door of the ward. Waist slightly bent, a respectful attitude.

These descriptions are enough.

Lao Zhou, this is

Zhu Liangchen sat in the office and scolded countless words of licking the dog. He didn't know shame!

But at last he sat down and knew he was wrong. He was wrong from the beginning.

Speaking of keen sense of smell, I don't have to be Zhou Chunyong.

As soon as the earthquake relief was over, boss Kong came back from the front line and touched the door himself. But what happened later? How did you get farther and farther from boss Zheng?

Zhu Liangchen made countless reflections.

As time goes by, the picture on the computer screen is the picture of the live broadcast room of xinglinyuan operation.

The operator is skilled in operation. Based on Zhu Liangchen's understanding of Zhou Chunyong, he knows that director Zhou's surgical level has made great progress in just half a month.

He has been unknowingly thrown away.

He quietly looked at the picture on the screen, and the hemostatic forceps kept beating on the radial process of the operator.

In Zhu Liangchen's opinion, hemostatic forceps are somewhat harsh, and even on some occasions he thinks they are intentional.

The young man with hemostatic forceps in his hand is showing his dignity!

Those details are insignificant and even unnecessary.

But the magician did not resist at all, and seemed a little counselled. If he didn't know that the performer must be Zhou Chunyong, Zhu Liangchen wouldn't believe it.

A picture came to his mind.

In the operating room, Zhou Chunyong was kind-hearted and had a humble expression. He let the hemostatic forceps beat on his radial process. If you are beaten, you have to say that you beat well... Is this the master's Apprentice?

In Zhu Liangchen's view, Zhou Chunyong was happy with this humiliating move. Is it your fault? Zhu Liangchen looked at the computer screen and was meditating.

Zhou Chunyong knows more about himself than he does.

As the "enemy", Zhu Liangchen has carefully studied Zhou Chunyong's operation for countless times!

Zhu Liangchen knows every small problem and every detail that may lead to the failure of the operation.

But these problems and details are disappearing little by little.

This is not the main thing. It is expected that Zhou Chunyong will make progress when the young boss Zheng knocks.

But what's next?

Zhou Chunyong's technique adds a lot of small details that seem completely unnecessary.

At first glance, these details don't seem necessary at all. Zhu Liangchen's first feeling is that it increases the cumbersome degree of surgical operation, which will shorten his career.

After all, they are all about 50 years old, and the degradation of physical function is inevitable.

But the operation that just passed, Zhu Liangchen turned it out again, but he had a natural feeling.

When watching the live broadcast of the operation, the operation process became fragmented due to the beating of hemostatic forceps.

But if you focus on the image and remove those fragments knocked by the hemostatic forceps, the overall operation is almost perfect!

Is this the meaning of being knocked by hemostatic forceps?

Zhu Liangchen's hand trembled.

He is also eager for progress. Only progress can be invincible.

After so many years of hand to hand combat with Zhou Chunyong, there was no winner or loser, because their technical level was similar. Zhou Chunyong is domineering, and Zhu Liangchen is no worse than him.

It's hard to distinguish between hard and soft power.

Although Zhu Liangchen has a slight disadvantage, this weakness is nothing in the battle at this level.

But with the appearance of boss Zheng, the balance began to tilt. But also tilt with acceleration, which makes Zhu Liangchen very frightened.

Regret?

That makes no sense.

The past has passed. No matter how much you regret it, it won't help.

What to do next? Zhu Liangchen knows that this is something he should think about.

For a moment, Zhu Liangchen even had the impulse to resign directly and go to 912 boss Zheng's medical group to study hard.

There's plenty of surgery on that side.

Boss Kong said that the community hospital is in the process of transformation. One hundred beds, and almost unlimited extra beds.

In other words, in a month, boss Zheng's operation volume in 912 will exceed the sky. In China, no one can compare.

Even the intervention Department of the largest rural hospital in the universe can not be compared with boss Zheng.

There is no doubt that he must have had surgery in the past.

Boss Zheng will treat himself differently regardless of his technical level or boss Kong's relationship.

But the idea only appeared for a moment and was strangled by Zhu Liangchen.

It took many years before Zhou Chunyong was promoted to the position of director of the second Department of liver and gallbladder intervention in the imperial capital. Now give up all this and start all over again?

impossible!

Zhu Liangchen knew that he didn't have the courage.

Maybe twenty years ago, the brain went away as soon as it was hot. It's a big deal to start all over again.

But now, I'm fifty

What should I do?

At the thought of this problem, all that came to Zhu Liangchen's mind was Zhou Chunyong licking a dog's face.

Not to mention the advanced doctor, even the doctor of his own family, or even the professor with a group, rarely sees Zhou Chunyong's smiling face.

It seemed that his naturally gloomy face completely disappeared in front of the young boss Zheng, like a changed person.

MD！

Zhu Liangchen was angry at the thought of Zhou Chunyong standing at the door of the 912 intervention department, with his waist slightly bent into 5 °.

He can do it. Why can't he?

This belief supported Zhu Liangchen to improve his technical level, and finally separated half of the world from Zhou Chunyong.

Now, this belief appears again.

Face? It doesn't matter. Face is given by others, not posted by yourself.

Zhu Liangchen closed his eyes and stopped watching the live broadcast of the operation.

At his level, it's enough to see here. For the rest, if you want to make further progress, you need the hemostatic forceps to beat on your wrist continuously, and the pain stimulation of radial process can be upgraded.

That's it. Zhu Liangchen stood up and his eyes became calm and gentle.

The struggle and hesitation disappeared, but there was only the firm belief when he fought against Zhou Chunyong several years ago.

He put on his white clothes and tidied up in the mirror.

Want to show a smile, but the muscles on his face are stiff. Zhu Liangchen frowned, put his hands on his face and pulled out a smile.

Yes, that's it!

"Woof!" Zhu Liangchen shouted in the mirror.